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When I was young I used to trade my comic books for homemade guns
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and little cowboys on the run were killers just like me.
We'd hang those dirty outlaws high
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with rawhide ropes and binder twine.
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Red Rider was a friend of mine,
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A hero just for me.
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I remember when we stole a can of tobacco from the hired hands
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and seein' as how we were workin' men
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we smoked 'til we were green.
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And we could spit and we could fight,
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And we'd believe each other's lies,
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Riding fast and ridin' high
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For all the world to see.
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Whatever happened to my heroes,
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They don't make 'em like they did in '54.
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But they were there when I needed them,
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I wish they's all come back again,
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'cause I don't have no heroes anymore.
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They traveled through my memories,
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Those riders in a legacy
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I know they all remembered me,
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They called me by my name.
Then, like a ghost from yesterday,
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My heroes thunder on their way
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Back into a lonely grave for all eternity
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Whatever happened to my heroes,
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They don't make 'em like they did in '54.
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But they were there when I needed them,
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I wish they's all come back again,
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'cause I don't have no heroes anymore.
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Whatever happened to my heroes,
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They don't make 'em like they did in '54.
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But they were there when I needed them,
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I wish they's all come back again,
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'cause I don't have no heroes anymore.
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Whatever happened to my heroes,
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They don't make 'em like they did in '54.
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But they were there when I needed them,
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I wish they's all come back again,
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'cause I don't have no heroes anymore.